Dec 23, 2014
Tray Table
There is a plastic placemat suspended from the seat in front of me, now kindly supporting the weight of my near-sleeping brain. I had every intention of using the molded-in cup holder to keep a whiskey drink from tumbling during the bumpier portions of this flight, the hitting-more-air times, but I’m much too tired. I’ve been listening to Beethoven or whatever else this airline deems to be cultura…
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